Half A Heart

It was Probably in the Meat

Niall's POV

Daya laid me down on my bed and before she walked away I grabbed her wrist.

"How are you going to get home?" I asked her.

"I-...I'll walk." She tried to answer simply.

"No you won't, your staying here."

"Niall...no." She said.

"Don't argue with me. I won't feel satisfied if I know you could be in danger out there if I could have stopped it." I said seriously. I stood up from the bed and wobbled over to my dresser to grab a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt that won't be to big (but will still be big) for Daya.

"Go change into this than come join me." I said. She grabbed the clothes than walked over to my bathroom without another word.

I smiled knowing she was going to be safe with me.

I walked back over to my bed and sat down shortly before Daya came out of the bathroom with my clothes on her.

"How do I look?" She stroke a diva pose than laughed.

"Beautiful...as always." I said with a smile on my face making Daya blush.

She walked over to me and laid down and rested her head on my shoulder.

"I love you." Daya said quietly.

"I love you more Daya."

And with that we fell asleep.

Daya's POV

***dream/flashback***

"Mom, what are you going to order when we get to Chipotle?" I asked.

"I don't know, what are you going to get?" She asked me.

"I'll find out when I get there." I answered.

Mom and I were driving down the road to this new restaurant for a dinner since dad and Aiden were out getting mom a present for her birthday tomorrow.

And that's when it happened.

The screeching noises the shrieking sounds the sounds of medal compacting.

My mom through herself over top of me, saving my life.

***dream/flashback over***

"Daya!"

"Daya!" I jolted up and looked around and noticed Niall was sitting beside me with a worried expression on his face.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I snapped.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked.

"Definitely not." I said, I tried so hard not to talk about my mom to anyone, to keep it all inside.

"And why is that?" He asked softly.

"Because Niall, I don't want to become anyone's charity case." I answer. For some reason if someone brings up my mom or something I get all tense and irritated. If I don't want to talk about her, I'm not going to.

"Daya, you'll never-"

"I don't want to talk about it Niall...I'm gonna go." I said before getting out of his bed and running out of his room.

"Daya wait!" I heard him yell, but I kept going. As I was opening his front door I noticed Niall was starting to come down the steps. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't exit the door, but I sort of waited for him to make it to the bottom.

"I'm sorry Niall, but I got to go." I ran outside and down a block before I completely broke. I crashed into the ground and cried. Why did I have to have a dream about my mom when I was with Niall.

And why was it around Christmas.

I cried and cried and cried, I miss my mom so much. She didn't deserve what came to her. She didn't deserve any of it.

As I cried I heard loud footsteps running towards me. I didn't even need to see who it was to know it was Niall coming.

"Niall, your going to get even more sick." I yelled to him. He didn't say anything, he just came over and wrapped his arms around me.

"Daya, I don't know what just happened back there, but I would really appreciate it if you would tell me...please."

I left out a breath than looked up to meet his gaze than back down again. And I started.

"When I was fifteen, my mom and I were driving to a restaurant with my mom and a drunk guy turned a corner and T rammed up. My mom through herself over me...and saved me, but k-killed herself." Niall wiped a tear off of my cheek and smiled a sad smile down to me.

"That's what I mean Niall, I'm not amy different know that you know. I'm not broken, I'm not going to be your charity case." He nodded.

"Come on Daya. Let's go back before you become sick also." He stood up than helped me up.

After that little incident last night, Niall was only up three more times because of his mew sickness. I believe he probably got food poison from the Stromboli, but I didn't get it.

It was probably in the meat.

I woke up with strong arms around my neck and a head wedged into my neck. I rolled over in Niall's arms and smiled. He started to stir and I felt kind of bad about waking him up when he's sick.

"Can we just stay in bed all day?" He asked.

"You can." I tried to move but his arms wouldn't budge.

"Sorry, but I'm a snuggler." He smiled and closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

...

"Are you okay to get up?" I asked Niall. We've been laying in bed since about 7:30-12:50 and I sort of want to get out, but he can stay in bed all day.

"I like laying her with you in my arms." He adds.

"Okay." I sigh.

"What do you want for Christmas?" He asked.

"I don't care about what I get, but who the people I'm with."

"Come on, you have to want something!"

I thought,

And thought,

And thought some more,

Till I came to my conclusion.

"I really can't think of anything." I answer with the shrug of my shoulders.

"What about you?" I redirected the question.

"I'm not telling you, since you won't tell me." He stated.

"That's okay, I already have your present." I stated with a smug look on my face.

"What did you get me?" He asked.

"Wow, you really are sick...I'm not going to tell you." I laughed.

Niall stayed in bed till 4:30 in the afternoon. Eventually I had to go home to take care of Ebony. Niall and I said our goodbyes before I left.

I really can't wait for Christmas.

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9/20/2014

~Aubree